Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 883

Seven in the evening.

After knocking off work, Maja hopped into her ride.

Zoey was still playing the role of her/driver, taking her back to Rosewood Manor.

Maja was beaten today. Ever since Jeff dropped the bomb on her, she’s been on edge, just trying to keep her calm.

When Zoey steered the car onto a deserted road, she had this gut feeling that they were being tailed by a few vehicles.

“Ms. Pennyfeather, those cars behind us.”

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw those cars speed up and charge straight at them!

Zoey, horrified, slammed the gas, her face turning as white as–a–sheet.

But her driving skills were just so–so and she couldn’t shake off the cars chasing them.

In a flash, they were surrounded by three cars.

Maja straightened up in the backseat, her eyes icy cold. After a while, she finally spoke, “Zoey, how good a swimmer are you?”

“Not too shabby.”

“Can you look out for yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Drive the car into the river. Once we’re in the water, save yourself first.”

“But, Ms. Pennyfeather.”

already drenched in sweat. Driving into the river was basically a death wish,

to live,

was clear they were looking to do them in.

were as good as dead if they didn’t

the bridge, smashing through the railings, the car

attention of nearby cars, many

Zoey rolled down the windows and also helped Maja

dizzy, coupled with a strong sense of vertigo, she didn’t have much air, left when

lost her breath and felt a strong sense of

save herself. She was initially swimming up, but seeing Maja not following, she

risking her life,

about to turn back, a figure dived in from the

swimming skills, she knew she’d only get in the way if

Maja was on the brink of suffocation, a pair

dizzy from lack of oxygen and couldn’t see

and felt like her chest was about to explode from the

about to die?

cradled her waist, and after reaching the shore,

distance was a sea of activity, with police and onlookers,

were flashing, and police were shouting through a

to save people, but

streetlights, only the faint light reflected from the river in the

it was enough for him to see

her face as pale as

she

someone pressing on

a few times, then felt some

natural as if it had pulled her back from

heard a man

are you so careless? Are you feeling a bit better?”